Chapter 663 Hao Xuan

What could possibly happen?

Mo Hua furrowed his brows and poked his head to look outside the carriage.

Outside, the night was deep.

The carriage was moving on the road, to the left not far away, laid a small Immortal City, and to the right, a barren mountain.

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment before deciding to go down and have a look.

He reined in the carriage to a stop, then hopped off, tied the horse nearby, and released his Divine Sense, perceiving the unknown threads of causality.

A trace of blood...

And a faint hint of killing intent.

Mo Hua concealed himself and followed the weak trail silently toward the barren mountain on the right.

The ground was covered in withered grass and dense thorns.

The rugged rocks were uncomfortable underfoot.

After walking for 30 minutes, Mo Hua sensed something amiss and stopped. He crouched down and looked at the ground, his gaze slightly heavy.

There were blood traces on the ground, not yet dry, seeming to have just been spilled.